The Unfairness Of Angels

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Hollowed wails under gloomy clouds
Hear my cries, amongst the crowds
Paternal, maternal, pleas for thee
Lord Protector of my insanity
Once gone, I know you were
A distant memory, a timeless blur
But now I need you once again
I need your sword not my pen
For anger, pain and hatred
Is not a life I want directed
But on my own I will succumb
And regret the carnage that I've done
I summon you forth my Dark Prince
To banish my forlorn jinx
Come again to my land of fantasy
For now there are new worlds to see
New foes to revenge and settle scores
Bring again yourself upon your horse
Steed and Knight, black and crimson
I hear the tremors of you now arisen.



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